Just came from seeing “Ratatouille,” and it was so very, very good. They got all the food details just right: they use Microplane graters in the kitchen! (Is that Bar Keeper’s Friend I saw (on the old French lady’s countertop?)?) They cover the French brigade system (though why go into commis and not include a chef de cuisine?)! But most importantly, they illustrate how inextricably linked food and memory are, how transporting a bite can be. Color me impressed. That was one helluva food movie. I will totally go see it again. And probably cry all over again.
Other recent screenings: “After This Our Exile,” “City of Violence” (both NY Asian Film Festival, both wonderful), and “Serenity,” the film follow-up to one of the best TV series I’ve devoured in recent memory: “Firefly.” I’ve never understood the appeal of Buffy, but Firefly has me totally convinced that Joss Whedon is a genius. And I heart Nathan Fillion.
[Update: Also, how awesome is it that, because of Disney/Pixar/Brad Bird, children everywhere will know what ratatouille is? And how to pronounce it. I only wish they had done something for poor, frequently mangled “bruschetta” as well.]